Game

A woman in a clingy jersey dress crosses the room and I jump up.

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‘Rachael!’

My old friend and partner in submission turns to face me. ‘Ah, I was looking for you.’ She comes to sit with us. ‘I heard you were going to be in for you induction this afternoon. Lloyd told me. How did it go?’

‘Pretty good, I think. They didn’t throw us out, at least.’

‘What did you do? Spanking, bondage?’

I don’t want to say. Lloyd helps me out.

‘I made her finger herself in front of them.’

‘Oh, gosh, I don’t think I’d have been able to do that! Not when I was a newbie anyway.’ Rachael puts an arm around me. ‘You’re so brave.’

‘Am I?’ I never think of myself as such. I just go along, let the tide carry me. What’s brave about that?

‘I’m glad you’re here,’ says Lloyd to Rachael. ‘I could use some advice.’

‘Yes?’

‘What shall I do? Tomorrow night? This is the first time I’ve done anything like this for an audience and I don’t want to mess it up. What would you suggest?’

‘Hmm.’ Rachael frowns, as if surprised Lloyd should need guidance. I’m quite touched at how anxious he is to do things right. Mr Cocky Cocksure has stage fright. ‘Well, I’d start simple. If you enjoy the experience, you can always build it up.’

‘What did you do, your first time?’ I ask.

‘It was a simple spanking scene,’ she reminisces. ‘I wasn’t alone, actually. Me and two other girls played a little scene where we were lazy housemaids caught showing each other our underwear.’

‘Do elaborate,’ drawls Lloyd. His hands are clasped ever so casually over his crotch. I think I know why.

‘It was fun,’ she says. ‘Me and the other two – O was one of them – dressed up in these teeny-tiny French maid outfits and pranced about in the boudoir with feather dusters. Have you seen the boudoir?’

‘Not yet.’

‘It’s lovely, you must. Anyway, we pretended to dust, and O and the other girl, both more experienced than me at that time, started making out. We ended up lifting each other’s skirt to see all the frillies underneath, touching each other. O was licking this other girl out while I watched when the Mistress caught us.’

‘Who was the Mistress?’

‘You’ll meet her, I expect. Danuta, she’s one of many here. She bent us all over the end of the bed in a row, took down our knickers and flogged us, one at a time. Then we all had to stand in the corner while she got the Master – that was Mal – to come and join in. He caned us, then I had to stand in the corner while O and the other girl carried on. I think they had to do oral sex on each other again, then Mal fucked one while Danuta did the other with a strap-on. Something like that.’

‘Blimey.’ I’m impressed. ‘It sounds quite complicated. It must be planned out in advance then?’

‘Yes. You’ll need an idea of how you want things to go.’ She addresses herself to Lloyd.

‘I can see that. So, you didn’t get involved in the sex, your first time?’

‘No. The second time I didn’t have so many inhibitions to lose though. It all got easier after that.’

‘What do you think, Soph?’ Lloyd turns to me. ‘Would you want to go a bit further? Are you shy? Retiring?’ His sharky smirk makes me flap a hand at him.

‘You know I’m not.’

‘But I shouldn’t be discussing this with you. Why don’t you, uh, go and buy us a cupcake each while I have a quick word with Rachael. Here.’

He hands over a ten-pound note.